I will never forget the first time I saw those words. I was entering a cancer ward for children. Written on a large easel at the entrance to this ward was the following inscription…
I Am Not Afraid Of Tomorrow,
For I Have Seen Yesterday,
And I Love Today.
I walked past crib after crib. The cribs were like cages. Babes were in these cribs; pitiful small children – starry eyed, listless – some whimpering. They didn’t even notice anyone walking past them. Needless to say, my heart softened – went out to them – and I cried. Continue reading